@doltage / first date?
ENOUGH IS ENOUGH. If it isn’t a villain loose on the subway, it’s forgotten last minute homework, or a lil’ sis with a tummy ache, or the valiant big bro catching the same stomach bug. Katsuki didn’t care much for romantic gestures to begin with, so putting labels on this -- any of this -- seemed pointless. AND YET, this elusive “first date” kept slipping through their hands and it was getting on the last of his nerves.
Katsuki Bakugo is a winner and he’s going to fucking win dating -- if they’re putting labels on this, which they haven’t, officially. NONE OF THAT MATTERS. Point is, this is all prefacing why exactly Katsuki has currently kicked Denki’s bedroom door wide open, marking the sudden beginning of their SEVENTH “first” date.
“OI, DENKI. SHUT UP!!” Despite the demand, this was all before the poor boy even had a chance to say anything. In half a minute, Katsuki stomps his way up and wraps Denki’s hand in his palm, teeming with warm frustration. “WE’RE GOING. RIGHT NOW.”
And he was being dragged out of his room and down the stairs to God knows where. That God? Katsuki fucking Bakugo. From the two tickets crumpled in his tight grip, it should be obvious that they’re making a beeline to the aquarium. If a villain shows up unexpectedly, Katsuki was going to fight them. Or if Denki doesn’t like the goddamn fish for some reason, Katsuki was going to fight them too. They were going to have the best fucking first date of their lives whether they wanted to or not, damn it.














